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March 10, 2009
Have you ever heard all is well?
Have you ever heard all is well?
My questioning mind is a disease
The restless, paranoid and desperate mind
Cold eyes and frosty hands
Too much hardness makes me numb
But I have heard all is well
Its cries are often muffled
And its truth clouded over
But I have heard it
I question faith when I’m left alone
My simple dreams ever-longing
Empty dreams that only trouble
So i Look for love in the dirt at my feet
All is well
They didn't listen
They said it was foolish
And time to grow up
But I have heard all is well
Someplace, I have felt its gentle breath
Posted by Harry at March 10, 2009 06:40 PM